Thursday, September 01, 2005

So I was coping okay with the New Orleans tragedy, the way you do when you're at a distance and don't know anyone there. And then I read this post from Sara Ryan, and I thought, "I know that place. I've been to Cafe du Monde." And that suddenly just made it personal.

Six, seven years ago, I stayed at a bed & breakfast at New Orleans, run by a young woman who had raised the money to buy the place by working as a sailor. And, sometime in the past six years, I lost her card with her address and phone number and everything, and I find myself hoping that she's okay.